The gym I joined makes you pay for two personal trainer sessions when you sign up, and somehow convinces you that they're free, so you're very excited about it.
Anyway, after a little mix-up involving me not giving the brain-washing gym people my actual phone number, a personal trainer called me this afternoon to book my first session.
Him: So, are you available tomorrow?
Me: Uh, yeah, tomorrow's ok.
Him: What time is good for you?
Me: Probably lunch time is best.
Him: So, sometime in the morning?
Me: I guess I could do the morning. What time were you thinking?
Him: How's nine for you?
Me: Ridiculously early.
Him ...?
Me: Nine's fine.
Him: Actually, 8:45 is better, don't you think?
Me: ...?!
And then I hung up because you just know his next suggestion was going to be even earlier.
I would have laughed hysterically and hung up the phone.
ReplyDeleteYeah, no thank you Pushy McTrainerson. Nine a.m. is a crime.
ReplyDelete"Pushy McTrainerson" is his official title from now on. I love it.
ReplyDeleteWhen you meet him, put on a fake French accent and keep callling him "Pooshai". Go on, I dare you!
ReplyDeleteand take some sandwiches with you - it is your lunchtime, is it not?